| Datum: |
04.02.2026 |
| Positie: |
W5 |
| Wind: |
59°27.1’S / 062°16.8’W |
| Weer: |
Overcast |
| Luchttemperatuur: |
+3 |
A late call for a wake up let us rest well for facing the last day of this unforgettable trip. We needed extra energy because the farewell was coming. We spent days getting to know incredible and pristine places, flora and fauna never seen before, but also, we shared our time with amazing people from many different latitudes who told us their experiences, feelings and expectations.
The captain studied and ordered the best course to cross the Drake Passage or “Sea of Hoces”, as the Spanish call it. Then, Plancius headed to Tierra del Fuego, having hundreds nautical miles ahead us the emblematic Cape Horn, a small island that divides the Pacific Ocean from the Atlantic. It was a feared corner of the world during the era of the great Clippers, when Panama Chanel did not yet exist.
At 08:45 am we crossed the latitude of 60 degrees south, which marks the northern limit of the Antarctic continent. For this first day on the notorious Drake, the expedition staff had created an interesting lecture program again.
Charlotte spoke about the reproduction in whales, sharing unknown information, especially how long takes each stage in the life of these gorgeous mammals.
At little bit later, Ali spoke about the “Ice Maidens” – women in Antarctica which included the fascinating stories of some of the explorers’ wives who did never make it to Antarctica personally, but also women who actually wrote polar history through their own achievements, such as Jackie Ronne or Liv Arnesen.
During the afternoon there was a programme of three short lectures combined, both in English and in German. In the Lounge, Ali told us about the pets in South Georgia and in Antarctica, Karoline frightened us with her stories about giant isopods, and Charlotte spoke about fascinating species of orcas. In the restaurant, Annina talked about plankton, the base of the food web, Matthias shared his first-hand experiences with skuas, his favourite bird, and Esther spoke about the tourism management in Antarctica.
But going back again to the farewell. Are farewells a sad moment? Mmmmm……I read in “Illusions”, a book written by Richard Bach that: “A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends" That means that farewells are not the end, they are the first step looking forward to the future, a moment or perhaps a day that is coming and that it will find us together again, maybe, forever.
I remember a thought from Benjamin Franklin. There are two kinds of people in the world: those who are happy and those who are not. The happy ones see the convenience of things in the good parts of a conversation, in well-prepared dishes, in a well-spent day, in the subtlest details of life, and they enjoy them with joy. Unhappy people think, talk, and always dwell on the negative. Happiness is not a reward, but a consequence, and suffering is not a punishment but a result.
The journey is slowly coming to an end and each of us will return to the respective activities of our lives. Meeting family and friends, going back to work, meeting at the club or a coffee shop to tell our stories and experiences. Maybe one day during the trip we will feel sad. We had time to reflect on our lives, our desires and future projects. And... If we still have something left without finding an answer, the rough waves and the icy Antarctic wind will be the custodians of that secret, perhaps until our next trip and adventure.